I think that hanging anything from the ceiling is a pretty mod way to decorate. We have a chandelier over the table—actually not quite over the table. More in the walking path of the six foot five man who bumbles in the dark between the front door and the coat rack.
The chandelier was here when we bought the house. It's sort of girly and uncool, but it earns its keep by hanging paper snowflakes, twigs, branches, etc..
For the Feast of the Annunciation I made a little mobile for the boys to look at while we learn the next part of the Angelus.
(The Angelus is a prayer based on the angel's greeting to Mary, and celebrates the amazing event of the Word becoming flesh. We're learning it in parts so as not to be overwhelmed..)
I totally intended to involve the boys in this art project, but I didn't end up pulling out the art supplies until 11 at night.
leader: The Angel of the Lord declared unto Mary
all: And she conceived by the Holy Spirit.
leader: Behold the handmaid of the Lord
all: be it done unto me according to thy word
leader: And the Word became flesh
all: and dwelt among us
Let us pray. Pour forth, we beseech thee, O God, thy grace into our hearts, that we to whom the Incarnation of Christ thy son was made known by the message of an angel, may be brought by his passion and death to the glory of his resurrection, through the same Christ our Lord. Amen.
On a completely unrelated note, our downstairs is now one, uniform colour. Nobody understands, except the insane woman who has been trying to paint it for seven months, the glow of contentment and serenity that follows a fresh coat of paint. Sometimes I walk into this room just to stare at the wall. (It's Benjamin Moore's Wedgewood Grey, for anyone who's curious. A good neutral.) Kudos to my lovely friend Maggie and her clever mother for all the education.
And as one who has obsessed over paint colour for over two years, I have lots of advice to give! Email me if you want to hear all about the glories of BM paints and how not to be taken in by cheap paint brands, no matter how cute their colour palette. I'll fill you in, you'll be so glad! And no, Benjamin Moore doesn't hire me to write these things. I wish they did. Or at least give me some free paint, because now I have to wait another 7 months to paint the rest of it.